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This should be the first time for him to be called "adult" by this group of people, right?

After all, whether it was when he was a child, or just two days after he came back... the clansman always ignored him, and everything would be fine if some of them didn't directly step forward to make trouble.

He is nominally the nephew of Patriarch Wutiao, but there are too many things about nephews... For example, the Zenyuan family who is also from the Yusan family next door completely values ​​the bloodline technique.Even if the direct descendants don't have spells, they will be regarded as dogs.

So--

What is the reason that caused the attitude of these guys to change?

With this curiosity, he did not refuse the "invitation" of the tribe, and followed their footsteps to the place where the Patriarch was.

After all, the head of the family is where the glory of the family lies, and the place to live is naturally the best, so when the clansmen led them to the door, he had to walk alone for the rest of the way.

The door of the room was open, and there was a sense of coolness coming through the window, and there were a few sparrows chirping on the ground on the pavilion.

The environment is comfortable and elegant.

To be honest, he had lived in the overly large castle in Einzbern, and in Gojo Satoru's cozy modern room, but this was the first time he had seen this traditional Japanese style.

Created a huge sense of cleavage with his current modern shirts.

"A Sen?" An old man's voice came from the door, he was rather dignified: "What are you doing standing at the door, come in directly."

As soon as the other party said, Saito Mori didn't stay outside all the time, so he walked in obediently.

Just as he stepped through the door, the corners of his lips twitched uncontrollably.

Judging from the entrance, the inside must be antique, but in fact——the first thing I saw when I came in was Gojo Satoru's exquisite high-definition one-meter-long poster!There are even a lot of Gojo Satoru pendants, large and small, and then... a man in a black kimono, holding a Gojo Miko-style folding fan in his hand.

Saito Mori: ...

Perhaps sensing the shock in his eyes, Patriarch Wutiao patted his folding fan and laughed loudly: "Why, it's different from what you imagined? Were you frightened by me when you came in?"

Saito Mori: "That's not true, after all, everyone has a little hobby."

"Yes, yes, I like it." Patriarch Wutiao felt a little aggrieved when he said this: "I was thinking of creating a website for Wu, and it would be filled with all his posters—who knew that this kid would immediately dislike him!"

"As an old man who is about to retire, what's wrong with my hobbies?"

The Patriarch of Wutiao was full of complaints, and it was completely unexpected that this was a patriarch who had been in charge of the Wutiao family for decades.Especially the wanton sitting posture of the other party, and the black and white hair... It's easy to remind people of the grandfather next door.

but.

It would be a big mistake to think so.

"Then, what did you ask me to do, Master Patriarch?"

Patriarch Wutiao paused for a moment, he put down his folding fan, and when his dark pupils were lifted up, they were full of momentum, making people unable to move.

"A Sen, I have already taught you a lesson for the clansman who provoked you two days ago."

"I didn't expect you to already have the strength to protect yourself... Uncle, I am very pleased."

"But you have to know - our Wutiao family doesn't support idlers, so should we start accepting tasks?"

Patriarch Gojo has been staring at Saitomori's movements, thinking about how his cheap nephew will answer next.

"Okay—" Saito Mori said with a relaxed tone and a smile like a flower: "After all, I am also a member of the Gojo family."

Patriarch Wutiao said "Oh": "So confident? Is it because I learned something from the Einzbern family?"

Saito Mori smiled but said nothing.

How should he answer?

In fact, he was basically keeping in good health at Einzbern's house, making cakes, and playing with Illya?

Who would believe this?

Fortunately, Patriarch Gojo was not the kind of curious person, so he just reached out and patted Saito Mori on the shoulder.

"Good boy."

"There is a task that needs you to do right now." Patriarch Wutiao took out the task list from the side and handed it over.

Saito Mori glanced at it and found that he was just investigating an abandoned building, so he nodded and took it.

Patriarch Wujo saw Saitomori's good attitude, so he didn't bother to keep him and let him leave directly.

Saitomori took the task list and set off directly - but just as he got into the car, the bullet screen was scrambling to brush up.

[Ah, ah, A Sen's first mission! !Excited! ! ! ]

[In the first mission, I encountered more than a dozen first-level curse spirits, super dangerous]

[Yes, yes, if it wasn't for Alice, Asen would be dead already]

and many more……

Saito Mori watched if it wasn't because of the frame behind, and the death behind him, he silently asked a question mark.

It's just an investigation mission, but the mission is so dangerous... Is this patriarch's uncle the same as Wu Jun's only fan, seeing him sleeping on Wujo Wu's sofa is not pleasing to the eye, and wants to kill him, right?

Saito Mori was full of emotions, just when he was thinking about whether to invite foreign aid-the car stopped.

Outside the car is an abandoned building.

The driver turned his head to look at him: "I'll pick you up in three hours."

Saito Mori: ...

Three hours later, the daylilies were cold! !

But since this mission is really "simple" on the surface, Saito Mori didn't say much, got out of the car and stared at the abandoned building in front of him.

It is said to be an abandoned building, but in fact, the builder made half of it and ran away without sufficient funds.I dreamed of building a business empire, but after two years, it became the place where the curse spirit wandered, which made people feel embarrassed.

Saitomori packed the task list and walked towards the main entrance of the abandoned building alone.

Just after passing through the gate, the dangerous atmosphere of the entire abandoned building became stronger.

Saito Mori usually wears a white shirt, but now he feels the cool breeze coming directly, and he can't help but feel a little regretful.

If I knew this earlier, I should have come wearing a windbreaker.

He raised his head and looked at the dark building. There seemed to be many "eyes" catching his figure in the darkness.

Saitomori suddenly remembered - the curse spirit still likes humans very much.It's not the kind of liking between people, it's more like the unilateral play of the superiors, watching the ignorant people handing over sugar, the team, Dujia, steaming gifts for you, being led into the trap step by step, appreciating that Living horror.

how to say…………

It's scary.

Maybe he stayed in place for too long - the curse spirits hidden in the darkness came out one after another.

They "sniff" the fragrance of human beings in the air, and the instincts that have been suppressed for too long are instantly liberated.

Suddenly a dozen or so curse spirits appeared in sight, and the sky that was originally set against the dim sky became a bit dark as if it had been tented.

Saitomori scratched his cheek.

"I didn't expect that I would be quite popular."

The dozen or so curse spirits have different shapes, but their eyes are always the same.

The abandoned building has been deserted all year round, and it was rare for such a small dish to appear, and they also started chattering.

Saito Mori didn't understand the language of the curse spirit, so...he didn't want to wait.If you don't have a weapon in your hand, then just brute force to tear it apart.

Then, in the sight of the curse spirit—the incredibly weak little Dian moved.

The curse spirits looked at each other face to face, and then let out a strange cry of "hee hee hee ha ha ha ha", and then scrambled towards Saito Mori - more than a dozen first-level curse spirits turned into a huge encirclement net.

The feeling of suffocation that seemed to take away one's breath shocked even the newly arrived Nanami Jianren Haibara Yuo.

"This... This is different from what the director department said! What was agreed was only to find a first-level curse spirit wandering around the periphery... How has it developed to so many now!!"

Hui Yuanxiong was terrified.

You know, a first-level curse spirit can't make a big deal at all, and he and Jianren Qihai can work together to solve it.However, if there are more than a dozen first-level spell spirits, and they are still united!Then in terms of power, it is not much different from the super magic spirit!

The most important thing is - they can't solve it even if they rush up now, it is undoubtedly a mantis doing the trick, adding some snacks to these first-level spell spirits.

"Sure enough, let's contact Senior Wutiao and Senior Xia You!!" Hui Yuanxiong said in a panic, and started touching his phone.The cautious Qihai Jianren took out his mobile phone first and pressed it.

The phone made a "sizzling" sound, and the signal seemed to be interfered.

When Hui Yuanxiong saw this scene, he suddenly had a headache.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Jianren Qihai looked solemn.

"Hui Yuan, you go out to find the accompanying supervisor, and see if he can call Senior Wu Tiao and make contact."

Hui Yuanxiong patted his head violently: "Yeah, why didn't I think of that!" He jumped down the steps, "Wait for me, Nanami!! I'll go back as soon as I go."

Jianren Qihai nodded: "Okay."

Until Hui Yuanxiong's figure disappeared from his field of vision, he looked gloomyly at the center of the abandoned building again.

These curse spirits... how to get them?

***

The idea of ​​the mantra is simple.

Surround Saito Mori, and then play with humans in this encirclement, so it is completely normal to lose an arm or a leg in the middle.

They are aggregates of all negative energies.

At the moment of the siege, the energy they carried with them rushed into Saitomori's body - and made him uncontrollably recall the unbearable past.

On a snowy night, in a small cold room, the food was cold and the water was frozen into slag.

At that time, some people said that he was "an unwanted child".

During the rainy season, the room was damp and damp, but no one showed up to warm him up.

There is no responsible father, since he was born as the individual of "Saito Mori", he has not even seen each other, what he looks like.Even if he sent him to Einzbern's house and called him back, his father just sent a message coldly.

And that... mother who never showed up.

He has never enjoyed the warmth of his parents.

In the darkness, many indistinct voices seemed to touch the bottom line of his heart, quietly approaching his ear, whispering: "Saito Mori... such a sinful existence like you, why don't you go what about death?"

There were many whispers, each sentence was like a short knife that had been sharpened, and after thousands of blows, it was then mercilessly pierced into his heart.

So painful.

so sad...

"Why do people who are not loved by their parents live?"

"Saito Mori, Saito Mori..."

"You have no fetters, no support to move you forward..."

"Down here, down here..."

Unfettered?

Don't have the courage to move forward?

Saito Mori was surrounded by the curse spirit, and the white shirt also faintly revealed a lot of blood.

But he was still standing here, motionless, as if something was beside him, leaning on him.

The dry thoughts were overdrawn by negative energy, and people almost fell down.

but……

Why do you have to fall down?He has a reason to be here.

At that moment, he seemed to be back in a dream.In the dream, the little blond girl reached out and lifted his chin, calling out to him with her tender and sweet voice!

"Rintaro—"

"Wake up!"

In the dream, the girl's call was mixed with the voice of the curse spirit questioning—it turned into a voice caught in the heart.

Looking at the curse spirit who was close at hand, looking at the dirty and ugly cheeks, Saitomori raised his crimson eyes, as if a storm was brewing - the thin red ribbons that appeared out of thin air wrapped around his body, wrapped around his outstretched arm.

"Alice."

He whispered: "Let's fight together."

The light suddenly illuminated the surroundings, and even scattered the light outside through the body of the curse spirit.

Saitomori raised his hand high, and the blond loli who came at the appointment appeared out of thin air, and the red skirt was shaking in the wind—the moment the two hands clasped and lightly clasped, the girl burst out with incredible strength.

"Boom—" once.

The curse spirit enveloping Saito Sen was bombarded like a balloon that would break when it rose to a high altitude.

More than a dozen first-level curse spirits!

None exist!All ashes!

After the curse spirit dissipated, the girl floated down gently.

Looking at Saitomori's too young face, she stretched out and patted hard.

"It's really too slow!"

The girl named Alice had tears in her eyes: "Rintaro."